It promises to be in the low 60's today. A vexing temperature. A strange winter.
And I hesitate to start. To power up. To connect. I would much rather take a walk. A very long walk. In a light jacket. On a quiet street. Filling my lungs with air. Deep, satisfying breathes.
If time permits, I'll bake another loaf. It was very good. It delivered on all that it promised. As did Down the Garden Path and that lovely bunch of flaming purple flowers stretching their necks towards spring.
This reflection slows me. I will keep my endeavors within reach.